Madam Goya revealed a shrewd, mercenary expression and chuckled, "Thank you very much, August Celestials. I will put this news on the black market and sell it for a good price."
How much could the weakness of the Harbinger Wrathion be worth? It might be worthless, or it might be priceless. Madam Goya, dignified and elegant, covered her mouth and smiled, then drifted away.
Xuen muttered angrily, "Chi-Ji, why did you tell Madam Goya this important news? She treated us like this; it shows how vicious she is."
The Chi-Ji is as thin as a spider's thread:
"If we don't tell Madam Goya, are we going to tell the Orcs soldiers? Or that good- Anduin? I'm not mistaken, Madam Goya is essentially a businesswoman, she'll definitely be able to get this news out."
Yu'lon lay on the ground, barely managing to gather her strength:
"Even if we've identified Wrathion's weakness, so what? He's cautious, careful enough, and hasn't been tempted by the 'Oneness with Unity of Heaven and Humanity' trait. I really don't know who can defeat him."
Upon hearing this, the August Celestials remained silent, worried about their own situation.
Theramore.
Upon learning of Wrathion and Thrall's visit, the astute Jaina guessed their purpose. She ordered her disciple Kinndy to treat them well while she went to the Archmage Tower to consult with the Guardian Aegwynn.
Jaina had a basic understanding of Wrathion's strength. Although his magic was mysterious and unpredictable, his true power did not match his boasts. Jaina believed that Thrall had misjudged him.
Inside the Archmage Tower, Aegwynn, his robes fluttering, floated silently in the air and asked:
"Jaina, I see the confusion in your heart."
Jaina bowed respectfully. "Honorable Guardian, my heart is filled with doubts. Wrathion the Harbinger, his origins are mysterious. Perhaps I could learn different magic from him, but his boastful words and repeated desertions in the face of battle have made me suspicious."
Aegwynn said calmly:
"There are countless civilizations in the universe, with vastly different magical traditions. Some magical systems are worth learning from, but don't underestimate yourself. The magic of Azeroth is not bad. Whether there are things you can learn from Wrathion is something you need to explore and ponder for yourself."
Immediately, Aegwynn couldn't help but say angrily:
"In my long life, I have seen too many people who seek fame and fortune. Their own strength is extremely poor. They enter Azeroth only to absorb power, but they pretend to be mysterious and unfathomable, making people unable to help but worship them and luring them into their trap. Many of them have already been turned into magical artifacts by me."
From the unfriendly tone, Jaina deduced that Aegwynn had probably suffered a loss, otherwise she wouldn't be so furious.
Although Wrathion's strength is limited, he does have some skills worth learning, such as his mysterious teleportation magic.
If Jaina learns this magic, she can escape without restraint, and her safety will be guaranteed. Whether this magic is worth the price to pay is a matter of weighing the pros and cons.
"My esteemed Guardian, my wisdom is insufficient to determine whether Wrathion is the kind of person you describe," Jaina said weakly.
Aegwynn said earnestly, "Some things you need to experience firsthand. You need to trust your own judgment, but rest assured, Wrathion cannot force you to do anything."
With Aegwynn's assurance, Jaina was completely relieved.
Aegwynn suddenly opened her eyes, and her powerful magic seemed to transcend time and space, striking Wrathion directly inside the inn.
Jaina's apprentice, the Gnome Kinndy, was warmly greeting Wrathion and Thrall, offering them crocodile meat from Dustwallow Marsh.
Thrall complained quite a bit, believing that apart from Tauren and Pandaren meat, all other meat was soulless.
Wrathion was all smiles, looking completely at ease, when suddenly everything went black before his eyes. He could see nothing but a pair of golden eyes, filled with boundless majesty.
Wrathion was stunned, his mind went blank, and his heart stopped beating. It took him a long time to recover, and his heart pounded violently as if it were about to burst out of his chest.
In that instant, Wrathion had the thought of running away, but he barely managed to control his emotions, understanding that this was a warning from the Guardian Aegwynn.
Wrathion remained unfazed, still smiling, as if nothing had happened.
When it was time for the banquet, Jaina personally came out to keep him company. The dishes were extremely lavish, including Thrall's favorite roasted Tauren meat, and even Vulpera meat from the Zandalari Empire.
Jaina wore a perfect smile and kept bringing up interesting topics, mostly anecdotes among nobles and the customs and traditions of various parts of Azeroth.
Jaina made no mention of Pandaria, Wrathion understood—this was a subtle way of rejecting her.
Despite Thrall's repeated winks, Wrathion could only smile and cooperate, remembering the terrifying golden eyes he'd seen during the day.
Wrathion, with his charming demeanor and witty conversation, quickly became the focus of the banquet, attracting the admiring gazes of many socialites and ladies, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.
At the banquet, Wrathion and Kalecgos, the Blue Dragonflight, Kalecgos immediately. Kalecgos possessed a unique charm that attracted Wrathion's attention.
The banquet concluded successfully, and Wrathion led Thrall to rest. Thrall muttered a complaint in a low voice:
"My lord, why don't you mention forming an alliance with the Alliance?"
Wrathion wore a mysterious expression and asked casually, "That little Blue Dragonflight is quite interesting. How much do you know about him?"
Thrall was somewhat displeased, but dared not offend Wrathion, and said in a humble tone:
"Kalecgos, the Blue Dragonflight dragon, is known for his weak strength and is a disgrace to the Five Dragonflights. If it weren't for the Dreadlord hidden within him, I would have captured and devoured him long ago."
Wrathion's eyes darted around, and he asked curiously, "For Kalecgos to be Jaina's honored guest, their relationship must be quite special?"
Thrall, with a gossipy look on his face, chuckled and said:
"My lord, you may not know this, but Jaina is arrogant and haughty. Although she is quite old, she looks down on human men and doesn't even respect High Elves. Kalecgos may be weak, but he is still a noble Dragonkin. The relationship between the two is, well, quite delicate."
"It turned out to be a love story that transcended race."
Wrathion's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "The matter of forming an alliance with the Alliance falls to Kalecgos. Thrall, tell me, how can we persuade a weak Blue Dragonflight?"
Thrall, puzzled, pondered for a long time before hesitatingly saying:
"During the battle of the Nexus, the Blue Dragonflight suffered a crushing defeat. It is said that Malygos Aspect of the Blue, was torn to pieces and devoured by the Red Dragon Queen. Now, Blue Dragonflight have become rare creatures. Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, promised to help Kalecgos become the Aspect of the Blue, but no one took it seriously. People thought it was a joke, and even Jaina mocked him for being delusional. Kalecgos was very unhappy about this and remained sullen."
Wrathion clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Excellent! Go tell Kalecgos that if he can persuade Jaina, we will support him in becoming the Aspect of the Blue."
Thrall was initially confused, but then he understood and said worriedly, "My lord, although Jaina wants to marry Dragonkin, she actually looks down on Kalecgos. It's impossible for her to succeed."
Wrathion said confidently, "I see potential in Kalecgos. Believe me, he will be able to persuade Jaina."